Tufts University - Jumbo Yearbook (Medford, MA)

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A handy non-alcholic oasis. Through these doors of Packard Hall pass bewildered fresh¬ men after wrestling with Huxley, as well as confused seniors having completed their tussle with Milton. To the seniors, the confusion in Packard Hall this year was a re¬ minder of the hectic state in that building during freshman English days. Shakespeare seemed different in North Hall, Dr. Blanchard was lost in the Renaissance without his maps, Professor Kinne had to trot Idealism over to Miner Hall three days a week and freshmen found English 1 meet¬ ing in such strange places as the old Music House and Cohen Art Center. Even the History department suf¬ fered when Room 10 was surrendered to six secretaries, five typewriters, a Ficus elastica and thirteen blooming begonias. 8

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Professors are on hand to help students. Registration .... in our four years most of us have faced this procedure eight times. Five minutes before the starting gun is fired, large groups gather at the gate. A few rascals get a head start but they are soon trampled under when the gun goes off and the shout, “They’re off and running at Cousens,” can be heard as far away as Ball Square. Recently we heard from certain sources that Maintenance had found a middle aged man wandering through the track tunnel. He was carrying a list of courses for the fall term of 1936 and muttering, “Where’s the end of the line for the English department?” Registration is the supreme test, worse than even the College Board Examinations or finals. Here is where the men are separated from the boys, the women from the girls. Ah, three cheers for the survival of the fittest. A good writing surface handy to the scene of battle is neces¬ sary. Some of the many signs which guide students through that maze known as registration. 7

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Barnum Museum, home of the biology and geology departments and the shelter for Tufts’ famous mascot, Jumbo. A student in Biology 146 — Build Your Own Frankenstein Monster, an advanced course open only to qualified seniors with the instructor’s consent. Step right up ladies and gentlemen and see that c olossal stupendous trib¬ ute to the great showman, Phineas T. Barnum. Come and see the el¬ ephants, count them, all one of them. But there is more, much more. For just $7.50 more (and it’s well worth it) you will see a horrifying, blood curdling sight. Ladies, unless you have strong stomachs, you had hest not come any further. For right be¬ fore you eyes, you will see a spectacle of blood and gore that will stop you in your tracks. Frogs, ladies and gentlemen, frogs massacred by the thousands. Come one, come all. 9